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Ray of sunshine come to play
Scatters rainbows dancing merrily, Chasing storm clouds from my face, Teasing me as I try to catch it in my hand. It breaks into a million pieces, As giggles bounce off the walls Infusing everything with sheer delight of life. A splash of gaiety to even the darkest of days. I never thought I could hold a piece of sun, Until I held you.
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